Saturday morning I was eating my bowl of Life cereal enjoying my quiet time of the day, my mind started to wander from one thought to the next . We all have things that remind us of someone and Life cereal reminds me of my Grandmother who passed away when I was 8 years old and she was 75. Her name was Serelda and she was my Paternal Grandmother. I don't think Quaker has changed the taste after 46 years. We ate it in a very clean, somewhat stark kitchen that had the light over the sink on, so the room had muted ambiance about it. |
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